OOC: It's your intro Blades.

The old woman is pushed to the ground by a zombie. Kyle finally pulls his knife out of the zombie's chest, while the child runs towards him.

As Monica leaves the apartment, the zombie lunges at her.

IC:

Jamie tries to walk out of the warehouse undetected, but he trips over a rock and his position in given away. Two zombies race towards him. As one of them lunges at him, he swiftly moves out of it's way, and it falls to the ground. While it struggles to get back up, Jamie inserts his hunting knife into it's head. As he tries to yank it out, the other zombie throws itself at him. He lets go of the knife and moves out of it's way. The zombie misses, and Jamie pushes it to the ground with his foot. He then yanks the knife out of the other zombie's head.

OOC: Hey, what about mee?

IC:
Gram swiftly turned around to see the rotting zombie attempting to bite him. With a scream he jumped away, only to almost fall into the hands of another zombie.
The zombie with Gram's friend's leg.
This drove Gram crazy, seeing how the zombie mocked the death of his friend, unintentionally. Quickly, he raced towards the zombie guarding the ladder, and aimed a stab, his face twisted in anger.

OOC: Better give me an action for this one, Chaos.

OOC: Sorry, I'd thought I'd already done that.

Gram stabs the zombie in between the eyes. It falls to the ground, dead.

IC:

As the zombie he pushed tries to get up, Jamie runs away until the hideout is out of sight. As he runs deeper into the city, he sees a diner and a hardware store. Also in the distance is an increasing crowd of zombies. Four zombies were in front of the entrance, destroying some of the windows. Jamie rushes to the hardware store, and the zombies notice him running.

OOC: ALL RIIGHT! LETS DO THIS!
IC:
Gram immediately steps over the body, and swiftly climbs the ladder. He quickly spots the fire, on a trash can. Gram immediately dashes to the fire, pulls out a Molotov Coctail, and lights it. He then proceeds to run back to the hideout's ladder, and from the top, he lobs the makeshift grenade into the hideout.
"Goodbye..." he whispered, running into the street as an explosion blooms behind him. Gram scanned the area around him, and saw about three zombies walking towards him. He turned to the direction of his house and ran.

Once Gram reached his house, he swiftly broke into his own house with a rock, and when into his room. Observing the room, he picked up a coil of rope nearby. Digging through his box of old items from before, he dug out his baseball bat, buried in a small collection of trinkets. He then proceeded to strap on a pair of toy walkie-talkies, better than no communication, and ran to the kitchen. Pulling a supermarket plastic bag from the cabinet, Gram strode over to the fridge and pulled out several bottles of water and a bag of bread from a shelf. Remembering that his water supply wouldn't last long, Gram went to the sink, and nearly drowned himself there, drinking all that he could. All of a sudden, a particular body function came into play, and Gram decided that he would need to additionally spend some time in the bathroom, all his things he placed into the bathtub. As Gram was rolling up some toilet paper, he heard the front door of the house swing open. Grabbing the bat, he leaned to the bathroom door, and heard footsteps slowly creaking towards the door. Gram backed into the bathtub just as the door blew open. In the dust, Gram could tell it was a zombie, with its hunchback look and the stench of its rot. With a small yell, he swung at the zombie.

/Chaos, mind doing me a favor and placing me randomly somewhere near the other where I'll be able to start?\/I'm just gonna start nearby Monica, If you'd rather me not start there, just say something.\

IC:
A loud bang and yelling outside the door of an old abandoned aparment in which he was hiding awoke him with a start. He remembered what he'd been doing here, and quickly jumped to his feet. His breathing slowed as he put his ear closer to the door, trying to listen. He'd decided that one zombie was enough to take care of, and grasped his knife. The doorknob was turned slowly, and he pushed the door loudly. Kebin caught site of the zombie, it hadn't much of a zombie appearance, but he could sense it. Knife in his hand, he lunged for it, stabbing the zombie's forehead with his knife.

OOC: Conquest, what items and places you find, and what zombies are around (at least if you're not just starting to play) is up to me. Kebin, that's auto-hitting, and I don't have a problem with you starting nearby Monica, as long as it's okay with Blades.

IC:

The zombies slowly walk towards Jamie, who ignores them. He breaks another window, and jumps through it, resulting in only a minor scratch on his arm. He begins to look for supplies.

Jamie finds a shovel.

Jamie puts the hunting knife into his pocket. The four zombies that he avoided earlier manage to crawl through the window Jamie broke. Realizing he needed to get out quick, he crawls through another window the zombies broke. When he gets out of the hardware store, he notices about 13 zombies attempting to break into the diner he noticed earlier. Something must've been in there, so he rushes to the diner.

OOC: Oh noes! That eliminates most of my paragraph responses! Argh! Fine. I'll start over after the blast.
IC:
Gram immediately steps over the body, and swiftly climbs the ladder. He quickly spots the fire, on a trash can. Gram immediately dashes to the fire, pulls out a Molotov Coctail, and lights it. He then proceeds to run back to the hideout's ladder, and from the top, he lobs the makeshift grenade into the hideout.
"Goodbye..." he whispered, running into the street as an explosion blooms behind him.

OOC: That better?
EDIT: THERE!

I meant I stabbed for that certian part, not necassarily hit.

OOC: Sorry, 3 day ban.

Ic:
Kyle decided to take the chance to help the old lady. "Get near the building," he told the little boy, as he lunged towards the zombie, hoping to kick him in the head.

OOC: Wow Kitten, you were banned too? What did we even do? Anyway, Kebin, I'm alright with that. Just to be sure, you stabbed at the same zombie that attacked me, right?

OOC:



Alright.



Just get rid of that part.

5 minutes have passed. It is now 9:18 AM.

Kebin's knife doesn't get deep enough into the zombie's head, but he manages to push it to the ground.

The boy does as he is told, and Kyle's kick causes the zombie to lose it's grip on the old woman.

IC:

Two zombies rush after Jamie. They both try to grab him, and he knocks the closest one down with his shovel. As it struggles to get back up, the other one manages nail him to the ground. As it repeatedly attempts to bite him, he reaches for his hunting knife, and inserts it into the zombie's head. Some blood splatters on his face, and he pushes the body off of him.

Ooc: I Don't know, Blades. I'm not even sure who banned me. Btw, can you still get in the spam section?

Ic: Kyle helps the lady up, and tells her to join the little boy, and to tell him if the zombies attack them. Afterwards, he tries to bring the knife down into the zombies' throat.

OOC: Yep.

The old woman rushes to the boy's location. Your knife comes down the zombie's throat, but this still doesn't kill it.

IC:

As the other zombie Jamie encountered manages to slowly get back up, he hits it with his shovel, decapitating it. He notices that the diner's entrance is barricaded with some objects. He rushes over the a window and smashes it with the shovel. As he enters the diner, he notices a man armed with a Desert Eagle.

"Jesus Christ!" Kyle yelled. "How do these things die?"
Kyle looked around for something that could help him right now. He didn't see anything. Finally, he decided to just try bringing his foot down on the zombies' head.